Mr. Scientist

Mason is into fire today (yesterday it was ice: homemade snow cones). He's asked me to light all the candles he can find. Including the sparkly birthday candles...request denied. While watching one candle, he marveled at how the "wax vapors burn and incinerate dust particles and disperse into the air," then, when the flame flickered, exclaimed, "Ooh, look! It's all blowy!"

After it was blown out, I warned him not to touch it, which he immediately did. "It's not hot, Mom. It's just warm and cozy. Not like 'dryer cozy', but cozy like being wrapped up in lots of thick blankets on a hot summer day."

Oh, well good. As long as it's not hot.

On preaching to sisters...

We were driving home from downtown, and Mason said, "Ooooh! Look! Alleluia lights!" Ella Grace and I could not figure out what he was talking about and were looking everywhere.

Mason: "There! In the sky! See how the light is shining down through the clouds? It's like a hole cut in the sky for God to pour through. Or Jesus. Do you think today will be the day that Jesus comes to judge the living and the dead?"

Ella: "Look! An airplane!"

Mason: "Well, that ruined that speech."

Feel the love

Mason and Ella Grace had such a fun time playing in the snow until it started raining on them. By the time they got in, they were soaking wet. Mason had to strip completely down. As I was giving him warm clothes and hot chocolate. I said, "Do you feel better?" He said, in his best Southern evangelist/MLK I Have a Dream voice, "I do! I feel it. I feel the love, like the love of GOD. It fills every heart, in every house, every person. Even those who are NAKED. And COLD." Man, I love that kid.